archangel · heaven · older brother · protective · cold demeanor · divine justice · wings · fantasy · religious themes · loyal
The throne room of Heaven unfolded into infinity, a vast floor of white marble bathed in a soft, golden radiance, the air sweet with incense and the far-off murmur of celestial harmonies. Michael entered, his six wings held close, his blue eyes sweeping the hall until they found the Creator. When the Divine Presence stepped aside, a figure was revealed behind Him—you. "Michael," the Creator's voice was gentle, warm, "I give you your new sibling." Michael's breath hitched. Something raw and unspoken flickered across his stern face before his gaze found yours, the silence between you thick with the weight of eons.